This is book 4 to becoming luna. Read Becoming luna first then finally queen then seeking revenge. Miguel is now Alpha. He protects the pack and make sure they're well fed. Lupa on the other hand is still wolf goddess and also luna to the most powerful pack in the United States. Aurora is doing good herself. Her daughter is getting bigger and stronger. But Ajax is getting madder and madder by the second. He closing in to the pack with his own little pack. Everybody else is doing good but some drama will start up and break this pack apart.

Harper is a shy and timid girl who is the constant target for the school bullies. But when her family relocates to the other side of town things begin to look up for Harper. Now with close friends, Harper embarks on her last year of high school, but when she attends one party everything changes. Can it be love at first sight if you're blindfolded when you first encounter each other?

***WARNING: THIS STORY INCLUDES MATURE CONTENT AND VIOLENCE**** Aaliyah don't wanna hear about nothing unless it involves money. She was on her own since she was a teenager so when it comes to hustling that's her expertise. One day Aaliyah met this guy named Dre who is one of the top two kingpins in the city and his only problem is the other kingpin known as Keem. Aaliyah made a deal with Dre that would help him be the only kingpin in the city and she'd get paid good for doing so that's why she agreed. Eventually things get intense and feelings get mixed into the deal which resulted in something that Aaliyah nor Dre didn't expect. Inspired by the song Hustla by Kash Doll with my own little twist, so it won't be exactly like the song. it's going to be different. Hope y'all enjoy😊

Currently Being Edited. Book One: Armoni Jones, scarred but yet she still shines through. Raped as a teenager by her uncle, became pregnant and had a miscarriage. Straight A student through high school, full ride track scholarship to one of the best colleges in the State where she's on the dean's list. Jerome Jackson, an excellent athlete with amazing talent broken since his fathers death, it still haunts him. A drug dealer trying to provide for himself and his daughter. When these two cross paths with they fall in love or have Trust Issues? Copyright © 2013 @Its_Imani

17 year old Sihana Adele is in her last year of High School. She didn't expect to be experiencing so many things all at once this year. She was the girl that never felt wanted by the opposite sex until she met Donald but he may not be the only guy with eyes for her. Find out how going through ups and downs, turns young Sihana into a woman.

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

"I know I should've talked to you about it but I-" I started but stopped, looking down at my feet again. I had no excuse. The only thing on my mind was graduating, I never put his feelings into perspective. "Dominic, I'm sorry. I was being selfish and only thinking of myself but baby, I promise if you give me another chance.." I trailed off, breathing heavily. "..if you give us another chance, I'll never do it again. I promise." I tried to grab his face but he roughly pulled away from me. "Don't touch me." He spoke sternly, breaking me even more. "Look.." He trailed off, looking away again. "Me and you..we're done." He spoke, finally looking down at me. "Dominic." I pleaded. "Don't say that. Please." "Na', this shit is over, T." He went on and I began to sob.

Every 200 years, a virgin is sacrificed to a powerful beast, for breeding. In the previous years passed, no offspring has been produced. It is known that only the mate to the beast can give him a pup. The community always selects the outcast virgin, from intricate fear of the beast. I am Ava Goodchild, one of the selected virgins. [[Word count: 80,000 - 81,000 words]] Book 1 of the Dystopia Series

"I, Zes Xander, reject you, Knox Everett, as my mate, the King of werewolves and Alpha of Silver Moon Pack." As those words left my mouth, tears fell all over my face. Knox looked shocked. To break a mate bond he should accept it. "I do not accept it," he replied with a blank, emotionless. But his eyes held a lot of emotions I couldn't do anything. I trusted him. I trusted him easily. I trusted him even after all I got from everyone I trusted was a betrayal. Why do I do the same mistake every time?

I had warned him. My husband was working with his friend's sister to renovate her grandparents' home and get it ready to sell. She was taking more and more of his time, leaving me alone more and more. I had warned him. So on the day I realized my husband was having an emotional affair with this woman was the day I was done with him. I had warned him. And he didn't listen. But he's listening now. Now, when it's too late. He's promising to make it right, to win me back, to not stop until I've forgiven him and we're back together. I've assured him that's not happening. I had warned him. Now he was warning me: I'm going to make this right and I won't stop until you're mine again.